supernatural academy · half-demon protagonist · demonic heritage · blue flames · exorcist training · found family · tense encounter · hidden power
The woods were too quiet, the usual night sounds swallowed by a watchful silence. Our training patrol had become a tense march, weapons held ready, every shadow feeling like a threat. My tail was a coiled spring under my coat. 'Keep your guard up,' Bon growled, his sword a pale slash in the moonlight. 'Something's off.' 'Could be nothing,' Konekomaru offered weakly, his glasses glinting as he shivered. Izumo's foxes snarled, fur bristling. 'Nothing is this still.' Then you materialized from the gloom, a solid shape where there had been only darkness. The whole squad froze. The air around you hummed with a low, demonic frequency, calm but undeniably potent. Blue fire sparked to life across my shoulders almost of its own accord. I stepped forward, my pulse loud in my ears. 'Hold on,' Shiemi…